- Believe in yourself. Have faith in your abilities. Without a humble but reasonable confidence in your own power, you cannot be successful or happy.
- Make a true estimate of your ability, and then raise it 10%. Believe in your own God-released powers.
- If you feel that you are defeated and have lost confidence in your ability to win, sit down, take a piece of paper and make a list---not of the factors that are against you but those that are for you.
- Feelings of confidence depend upon the type of thoughts that habitually occupy your mind. Think defeat and you are bound to feel defeated. But practice thinking confidence thoughts, make it a dominating habit, and you will develop such strong sense of capacity that regardless of what difficulties arise, you will be able to overcome them.
- Formulate and stamp indelibly on your mind a mental picture of yourself as succeeding. Hold this picture tenaciously. Never let it fade. Never think of yourself as failing; never doubt the reality of the mental image. That is the most dangerous, for the mind always tries to complete what it pictures. So always picture “success” no matter how badly things seem to be going.
- Do not be awestruck by other people and try to copy them. Nobody can be you as efficiently as YOU can. Remember also that most people, despite their confident appearance, as scared as you are.
- Ten times a day, repeat these dynamic words:” If God be for us, who can be against us?” (Stop reading and repeat them NOW, slowly and confidently.)
- Get a competent counselor to help you understand why you do what you do. Learn the origin of your inferiority-feeling and self-doubt, which often begin in childhood. Self-knowledge leads to cure.
- Remind yourself that God is with you and nothing can defeat you. Believe that you now have received power from God.
- For those who call themselves Christians, remember what St. Paul said: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”
EAM CROSS
Honoring the Nestorian Christians
Saturday, June 1, 2013
THE POWER OF POSITIVE THINKING (1952)
(The
following are excerpts from one of the world renowned preachers, Dr. Norman Vince Peale. His book, “The Power of Positive Thinking” which was first published in 1952, still carries some principles for living a dynamic life in the 21st
century. This article is reprinted in honor of Peale’s 115th
birthday. He was born on May 31, 1898 on Bowersville, Ohio and died on December
24, 1993 in Pawling, New York at age 95.)
Monday, May 20, 2013
“BE KIND TO UNDOCUMENTED FOR YOU YOURSELVES WERE ONCE UNDOCUMENTED”
“BE KIND TO
UNDOCUMENTED FOR YOU YOURSELVES WERE ONCE UNDOCUMENTED”
(Sermon by Fred Vergara at St. James Episcopal Church, 84-07 Broadway,
Elmhurst, NY 11373 on May 19, 2013)
Number 3
(three) is my favorite number. It reminds me of one God in three Persons: Father,
Son and Holy Spirit. It reminds me of the three-fold ministry of Christ: king,
priest and prophet. It reminds me of the three levels of my Christian duty:
worship to God, fellowship with the Church, and service to the world. It
reminds me to look at the three areas of a parish: we are a church, we are a
campus, and we are a community center. It reminds me of myself: a spirit, mind and body.
Number 3
also reminds me that it is the strongest number. Why? When we lift a heavy
load, we count “1-2-3” and it is on this number that we are able to do it.
So this
morning, we shall hold three events: a
celebration of Pentecost Sunday; a commemoration of Asian American Heritage
Month; and a Forum on the proposed Immigration Bill. It is an observance of
three areas of time: yesterday, today and tomorrow. In all these three
occasions, we shall remember that “Jesus is the same yesterday, today and
forever” (Hebrews 13:8).
PENTECOST?
What is
Pentecost? The word Pentecost comes from the Greek word “Pentekoste,” which literally means fifty (50). To the Jewish people,
Pentecost is a celebration of the giving of the Torah (Law) or the Ten Commandments on Mount
Sinai, 50 days after their Exodus from Egypt. To the Christians, it is the
celebration of the coming of the Holy Spirit and the birth of the Church, 50
days after the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
It was on
the Day of Pentecost when the promised Holy Spirit came down upon the
disciples. Shaped like tongues of fire, the Holy Spirit rested upon the
disciples of Jesus and they began to speak in various languages. They were
ordinary fishermen from Galilee but the words they spoke that day were
understood by people in Jerusalem, people from various nations and cultures.
It was a
miracle that the disciples of Jesus were given by the Holy Spirit the gift of
languages; and it was a double miracle that the people from many nations heard
the word of God and understood them. On that Day of Pentecost, 3,000 people
received the Lord Jesus Christ and were baptized. They began to gather in homes
and synagogues. They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and
fellowship and the breaking of the bread and prayers. God worked wonders in
their midst and the Church was born.
So today,
Pentecost Sunday, we celebrate the birthday of the Church. Will you turn to the
person next to you and say, “Happy birthday, Church!”
ASIAN AMERICAN HERITAGE MONTH
You and I
today are fortunate that we are in the borough of Queens, the most diverse
borough in the United States. State Senator Jose Peralta, in his recent visit
to Elmhurst, said that Queens is the “united nations of the world.” Here you
will find people from various nationalities, ethnicities, races and cultures.
When you stand by and listen just outside this church for one day, you will
hear a hundreds languages spoken in our streets.
So I have a
story of an extra terrestrial bird, which came down to Queens. The first ones
who caught it were the Native Americans, and they worshiped the bird. It flew
and went to the Anglo/Europeans and they studied the bird; then it went to the
Black or African Americans and they sang songs about the bird; then it went to
the Latino/Hispanic, and they had a Fiesta around the bird. Finally, it went to
the Asians, and the Asians cooked the bird!
I suspect that many of you today are not
familiar with the history of Asians in America. Most of our history books were
written from the perspective of Anglo-Europeans, and seldom, if ever are you
able to find churches where they teach you about immigration.
The first
Asians who set foot in America were said to be the Filipinos in the year 1573.
They were a group of Manila men or “Luzon Indios” who served as crewmen or “slaves” in the
Galleon (ships) of the Spaniards who sailed from Manila to Acapulco. While they
were in the sea in Louisiana, they jumped ship because of the maltreatment from
their Spanish masters. They settled in what was known as “Malong village” in
New Orleans and intermarried with the natives. Little was known about them,
except they figured as pioneers in the “shrimp drying” industry. Some oral
history claim that their descendants participated in the American War of
Independence in 1776.
So it was
really in 1849 when the first Asian immigration happened among the Chinese. Recruited
by American contractors, they came to California to help mine the mountains for
gold and to build the transcontinental railroad. It is a sad part of American history
that after the mining industry succeeded and after the railroads were
completed, hospitality to Chinese turned to hostility. It culminated into the
Anti-Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882. In 1886 while the Statue of Liberty is
being unveiled in Ellis Island to welcome the immigrants from Europe, the
Chinese in San Francisco and Seattle, were being driven out of the United
States.
After the
Chinese came the Japanese (1885-1924) who took to the fields in Hawaii and the
West Coast and became great farmers. Many of them became American citizens but
when the Second World War broke out in the Pacific, many of them were
incarcerated in the Internment camps in remote areas of the country. One of our
Japanese Episcopal clergy, the Rev. Hiram Hisanori Kano, a farmer-priest from
Nebraska is being proposed in the book of “Holy Women, Holy Men” for serving as
spiritual leader during the Internment era.
After the
Japanese, followed the first Korean Immigration in 1902, the time when Korea was
under the Japanese Empire. For Koreans, it was an escape from their homeland
which was under Japanese control.
Then came
the Filipino immigrants, which began in 1906 when the Philippines became a
neo-colony of the United States. They were composed of both students who were
to be trained American democracy and the bulk of immigrants being farm workers
for Hawaii and California and fish cannery workers for Alaska.
Like the
Chinese and the Japanese before them, Filipino farm workers suffered from
racism and discrimination. Restaurants in such places as Watsonville in
California had signs “No dogs, No Chinese and No Filipinos Allowed.” Most of
them who came as young men, were not allowed to marry because of the
“anti-miscegenation law” that prohibit intermarriage between white and colored
people, thus ended up being bachelors until they died. Despite their suffering, however, the Filipinos became the pioneers in community organizing. Larry Itliong and Philip Vera Cruz were the first ones who organized the farm workers in California, an organization which was later consolidated by Mexican American Cesar Chavez as
the “United Farm Workers Union.”
Today, in
history things are changing for the better. Gone are the blatant discrimination
and the unjust laws, thanks to the work of the Civil Rights Movement,
championed by Martin Luther King, Jr. Today, San Francisco is led by a Chinese
mayor; Milpitas is led by Filipino mayor; and Hawaii had once a Japanese
senator and a Filipino governor. Asian Americans (coming from over 20 countries), are starting to excel in
politics, business and arts.
IMMIGRATION FORUM
This leads
me to comment on the Forum on Immigration which will be held following this
Church service. I would like to ask you
to remain and listen to our three invited immigration attorneys: John
Whitfield, representing a Black perspective; Ramon Guerra, representing a
Latino perspective; and Felix Vinluan, representing a Filipino/Asian perspective.
Elmhurst Community leader, Jean Lu, will translate in Chinese.
As you
listen to their presentations, I would like you to remember what the Bible says
about immigrants. First, Abraham who is the father Jews, Christians and Muslims
was an immigrant. Second, the Church was born on the Day of Pentecost among the
many immigrants that gathered in Jerusalem; third the Scriptures remind us to
be kind to immigrants ---because we are all immigrants. Exodus 22:21 and Exodus
23:9 both say, “Do not oppress or mistreat strangers for you were strangers
once, in the land of Egypt.” I would like to adapt it to say, “Be kind to
undocumented immigrants, for you are all undocumented once.” In America, as a culture or ethnicity, only the indigenous, the Native Americans are not immigrants.
In a manner
of speaking, we are all strangers in this world. There is no permanent resident
on earth. We are all passing through this world, which is not ours, but God’s. Let me read from the Book of Hebrews, something
about our father Abraham and it says:
“By faith, Abraham when called to a
place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though
he did not know where he was going. By faith, he made his home in the promised
land like a stranger in a foreign country. He lived in tents, as did Isaac and
Jacob, who were heirs with him of the same promise. For he was looking to the
city with foundations whose builder and maker is God.” (Hebrews 11:8-10)
My friends,
you may live in a mansion, in an apartment or a condo but mark this. At best
you are only living in a borrowed tent. I visited a park one day and saw a
sign, “take nothing but photographs, leave nothing but footprints.” Yes, we are
all visitors in a park, strangers and sojourners, travelers and pilgrims in
this world. Our ultimate citizenship is in heaven, where there is no more pain
or sorrow but life everlasting. So while we are on earth, let us make it a
better place than when we found it not only in the physical and the material
world, but in the lives of “the least of God’s people.” We pass through this
park only once, and so whatever service we can give to our fellow visitors, let
us do it. For we can take nothing and leave nothing from this park, but
photographs and footprints. Amen.
Friday, May 10, 2013
Guest Blog: LETTER EXCHANGE BETWEEN WARDEN & PRIEST
GUEST BLOG: A LETTER FROM MY SENIOR WARDEN
(This letter is a written version of what Ms. Christine Corrigan, Sr. Warden of St. Michael & All Angels in Seaford, New York said extemporaneously during the Farewell Service last March 31, 2013. Chris at extreme left in this 2011 photo was Sr. Warden when I first became a Supply Clergy in 2009 at SMAA until 2013. The church has grown since then.)
Dear Fr. Fred,
When you first
informed me of your leaving St. Michael and All Angels Church for another
parish in Elmhurst, as you know, my eyes filled with tears, my heart with
sorrow and I was speechless. I understood your reassignment, but none the less,
the thought of you leaving us pained me.
When Fr. Dallas
left, I had the task of finding supply priests.
Although our parish is small, we are a very vocal group. Each Sunday I would hear some complaint
regarding that Sunday’s supply, and at times was even told not to ever call this
one or that one back. We virtually
chewed up and spit out one supply after another. While speaking with Fr. Dallas regarding how
things were going, he suggested that I contact you and that I would be
pleasantly pleased, so I called.
Fr. Dallas was wrong,
I wasn’t pleasantly surprised, I was absolutely thrilled! The first Sunday you were with us was the
first Sunday I did not hear a complaint; you agreed to return the following
Sunday. That Sunday, after listening to
the parishioners and without discussing it with the Vestry, I asked if you
would consider being our permanent supply priest. You advised me that you already work full
time with the National Church, but you will think about it. The following
Sunday, you advised me that you had prayed about returning to the roots of a
parish. That working in the church wide office sometimes become like an “Ivory
Tower” and you felt you were losing touch with the people you serve. You felt you
would be more effective in giving counsel to the clergy working in parishes and
missions, if you yourself is one, even if only as a Supply priest. You felt this
was an answer to your prayers, you had consulted your supervisors, and you agreed to be our priest, in addition to your
current full time employment.
Little did you
know what a mess you agreed to take under your wing. We had many personalities, demands and
differences. Instead of throwing up your hands and running away, you embraced
us. You were always the constant
mediator and peacemaker, to the point that at times I wanted to strangle you.
You showed us it was hard to be arguing with a person that you are hugging. You
took us on a journey of learning and many times by not saying a word, but by
your example. For me personally, you
included me even in your visits to the sick and dying, to help develop and expand
my own ministry of service to others. I
know that you have done this on a personal level with many parishioners,
helping them to explore and develop their own personal talents and spiritual gifts, giving them
“on-service training.”
At some point of
our history, our parish stayed away for diocesan involvement because of what we
perceived as lack of care for our plight. Our parish was listed as among the
“delinquents” in submitting parochial and financial reports. When you came, you
convinced us to revive our involvement and pleaded with us to be diligent in parish requirements. So we obeyed and we
were taken off the list of delinquent parishes. In one diocesan convention,
Bishop Walker was giving his keynote speech and made reference, with high
praise, to a book that you had written “Mainstreaming
Asians Americans in the Episcopal Church” quoting some portions on your writing. I believe it was Canon Diane
Porter who whispered to the Bishop’s ear that author was in the room and
introduced you.
When Bishop
Provenzano took office, he took stock in all who were in his domain and took
the time to know everyone and their qualities and knew what a gem he had in you
being in his diocese. Quickly and
without hesitation, he granted our desire for you to be our official Priest in
Charge, even on a part-time basis and only on Sundays when you are not on
official business with the national church. What a happy, joyous day that was
for us. For so many years we as a parish
tried to keep low key. We did not want
to be noticed by the diocese for fear of being told what to do or had to do and
more so, being afraid of being closed as many struggling parishes had been in
recent past. Now we held our heads up
high and no longer feared any possible threat. We have a loving priest who has
united us, taught us, expanded us and empowered us.
Well, maybe we
should have kept our light under a bushel a bit longer, for now you have been
requested to relocate to “save” another congregation. I am aware that a few years ago there was a
schism in the Episcopal Church.
Unfortunately, the parish in Elmhurst was one of those affected by this
division. The Diocese has regained the
property and is now trying to rebuild the congregation before their doors are
permanently closed. Bishop Provenzano
knows the importance of choosing the right priest for the job and knows that
you, Fr. Fred, are the right one. You work hard and smart. Just
as what your "part time presence" has done for us, he knows your shining star will attract
the people to come, and learn, and share, and stay.
In Girl Scouts
we have a rule that you leave a place better than you found it. You came into our divided, disorganized but
loving parish family. You became one
with us and us with you. You are now leaving, but now we are a stronger, wiser,
skill-filled and a united loving parish family.
You are leaving us much better than you found us. You would have made a great Girl Scout!
You will always
be a part of us. We love you and your
wife, our beloved “Sister Angie” and thank God for bring you to us. We will try
to shine the light you have shared with us as you leave now to share this light
with others. But don’t forget, we have
your phone number and we know where you live, so you will never truly be
without us pestering you.
Lovingly, your
Sr. Warden for many years,
Chris
March 31, 2013 (Easter Sunday)
Dear Chris and Family at St. Michael & All
Angels Episcopal Church:
Words cannot describe how deeply grateful
we are for your friendship and love. When we first came to this church some
four years ago, we hardly know anyone of you. But now, we feel that we know all
of you. We are intimately connected as family. God's love transcends boundaries of culture and race.
Throughout these past years, we
worshipped together, prayed together, struggled together, laughed together. We had many special moments, whether they be the auctions and “Night of the
Races” in the Resurrection Hall or the Barbecue picnics in the park. Although I was away many Sundays due to my travel in connection with my full-time job in the Episcopal Church, the spiritual bond that ties us as clergy and lay was strong and steady. Agape love transcends time and space. Your prayers for "traveling mercies" kept me safe and secure. You were my illustrations whenever I speak about spiritual renewal.
We leave today to venture to a new
church and take on a new challenge but we hold you close to our hearts and lift
you up for God’s continued guidance and care.
You are a spiritual beckon in Seaford,
shining your light to the community. Priests may come and go but you need to remain constant in the mission and vision God has given you.
“Parting is such sweet sorrow,” as Shakespeare wrote. But we leave also
with joy, knowing that you have become a more mature, more united and more
empowered people. As we leave you, we also pray that you will embrace whoever God places to be your next priest, the way you have learned to accept me.
We may still see each
other whether it be in the Diocese of Long Island, at St. James Church in Elmhurst
(which is our next parish) or here in Seaford for some special events. But we
wish to let you know that you remain our BFF---best friends forever.
With love and prayers,
Fr. Fred & Sis. Angie
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